Chapter 172 Increase

Mother Kou was so angry that she slapped her daughter's arm: "You little girl, you only know how to make me angry."

The girl is Princess Yi'an's sister, and her maiden name is Kou Wan.

She turned her head away and didn't want to talk.

"The Lin sisters are really interesting. They become a hot topic from time to time. Even I, who have been staying in the palace for many years, have heard a lot about them." Princess Yian said lightly.

"That's right. I've heard it so much that my ears are callused. Previously, when Miss Lin was engaged to the Prince of Wei, it was a great occasion, but the Prince of Wei was too fat at that time and didn't talk much about it. This time, Miss Lin is engaged to the Prince of Jing, and in my mother's words, it's as if she has married a perfect husband, and no one else can compare to her in flattery." Kou Wan took the opportunity to complain.

Kou's mother pretended to hit him: "A girl's mouth is so powerful..."

Princess Yi'an's eyes flashed with impatience, and she stopped Mother Kou from nagging her. "I heard that Prince Jing is a sickly child. There are many men of outstanding character and appearance in this world. Mother, please don't keep saying this to your sister."

"That's right, brother-in-law is very good." Kou Wan said with a smile.

Kou's mother also laughed: "Of course, this is the husband that the Queen Mother has chosen for your sister."

Princess Yi'an's special situation made it impossible for Kou's mother to act like a mother in front of her. Instead, she spoke to her in a coaxing manner.

Princess Yian smiled and planned to return to the palace.

Having entered the palace to accompany the Empress Dowager since she was young, it was difficult for her to get close to her mother, but the Empress Dowager often asked her to go home and visit, so she had to do so.

Hearing her daughter was leaving, Kou's mother was a little reluctant: "After all, you can have lunch before going back."

"The Queen Mother has been feeling unwell lately, so I should go back early and spend more time with her."

"Then hurry back to the palace." Mother Kou didn't dare to stay any longer. "Wan'er, see your sister off."

Kou Wan accompanied Princess Yi'an out.

The Kou Mansion was spacious and imposing, with exotic flowers and plants competing for splendor in the spring. Princess Yi'an's long skirt slowly brushed across the spotlessly cleaned bluestone floor as she said calmly, "That Second Miss Lin, please be careful when dealing with her in the future."

Kou Wan's eyes widened a little: "What's wrong with her?"

Princess Yi'an sneered, "How could a woman who had just been kidnapped and escaped from the hands of the criminals by some unknown means, be able to get close to Prince Jing in the blink of an eye? Is it really that easy?"

What's more, it's not just Prince Jing - when Princess Yi'an thought of the glass lantern, the thorn that pierced her heart on the Lantern Festival became deeper and deeper.

"I understand, sister." Kou Wan responded obediently, but when she thought of Lin Hao, she felt an extra layer of disgust.

Princess Yi'an rode in a sedan chair towards the imperial city, lifted the curtain and looked outside casually.

There were people coming and going on the street, including peddlers carrying loads on their shoulders and hawking their wares, naughty children chasing each other and laughing, and girls carrying flower baskets.

"Stop." Princess Yi'an suddenly spoke.

The sedan chair stopped quickly, she bent down and went out, and was helped down by the palace maid. But before she could give any instructions to the palace maid, the figure that caught her attention disappeared.

"Princess, what do you want me to do?" asked the maid.

"Nothing." Princess Yi'an shook her head and got back into the sedan chair.

She seemed to have just seen the top scholar Yang Zhe.

Princess Yi'an kept lifting the curtain all the way back to the palace, and she was in a very bad mood.

The prince was also in a bad mood when he heard that Lin Hao was engaged.

In the inner room, where only his new favorite, Wang Fu, was present, the crown prince kicked over a small stool in anger: "Why are you always picking on me?"

Wang Fu silently watched the little stool being kicked and rolled back and forth. He didn't move until the prince stopped kicking. Then he stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, if you have something bothering you, please speak up. Don't keep it bottled up."

The prince sat down on the chair, his face livid: "Nothing."

Only Wang Gui knew what he was thinking.

Thinking of Wang Gui's death, the prince became even more annoyed and gave the table a fierce kick. The table slid far away, and the fresh fruit in the fruit bowl rolled all over the floor.

Wang Fu walked around behind the prince and quietly massaged his shoulders. After a while, the prince took the initiative to speak.

"I have my eye on a girl, but she's engaged."

Wang Fu's gesture of massaging the prince's shoulders remained unchanged. He smiled and said, "I thought it was a big deal. The girl is only engaged, not married. If she knew you favored her, she would be very happy."

"She is betrothed to Prince Jing."

Damn Prince Jing!

Wang Fu raised his eyebrows, his expression changing: "Is it Miss Lin Er that you like?"

The prince turned his head and looked at him: "You know that too?"

Wang Fu hurriedly said, "Many people in the palace are talking about the engagement between Miss Lin Er and Prince Jing."

"Then tell me, what should I do?"

Wang Fu looked embarrassed: "This——"

"Say whatever you think!"

Wang Fu didn't dare hesitate any longer: "If it were an ordinary family, it would be easy to deal with. But Prince Jing is a member of the royal family, so it's really difficult to deal with..."

"I knew it!" The prince slapped the armrest of the chair, his heart seemed to be on fire, and anger surged up.

The fourth brother broke off his engagement with Miss Lin Da, and he thought his chance had come, but he didn't expect that Miss Lin Er would get engaged to Prince Jing so soon!

Is God playing a trick on him?

The prince stood up and paced back and forth, his anger growing stronger and stronger, even his face turned red.

Feeling sleepy, his body felt hot and uncomfortable, so the prince called out to Wang Fu, "Bring me the Five Color Powder."

Wang Fu quickly presented the Five Color Powder. Seeing the Crown Prince's satisfied expression after taking it, he said considerately, "If Your Highness still feels upset, you may want to take more. This Five Color Powder is the best way to brighten your mood."

The prince had discovered the benefits of the Five-Color Powder for some time, and nodded without hesitation when he heard this.

Peace quietly returned to the East Palace.

A few days after the incident of the frightened horse, Qi Shuo and others made an appointment to meet with Cheng Maoming, the commander of the Jinlin Guard.

Cheng Maoming was commended by Emperor Tai'an for his contribution in stopping the criminals from planning to blow up Jinxiu Street. He was in a good mood, and his attitude became even better when he saw Prince Jing who was commending him.

"I haven't congratulated the prince yet on finding a good match."

A polite remark made Qi Shuo raise the corner of his lips: "Thank you."

Cheng Maoming took a look at Qi Shuo's expression and realized: It seems that Prince Jing is very satisfied with the marriage.

"I came to see the Grand Commander today to ask for a favor."

Cheng Maoming's expression turned serious: "Sir, please speak."

"It's like this. There was a guy who annoyed me, but he kept pestering me, so I arrested him..."

Cheng Maoming listened with a strange look on his face.

A woman was persistently pursuing Prince Jing, and he actually arrested her? This is too much of a show of indifference towards women.

"What does the prince need me to do?"

Qi Shuo looked helpless: "It's not appropriate to keep him in the palace. Can we borrow a place in Jinlin Guard?"

Cheng Maoming was stunned for a moment.

Do you want to lock him up in Jinlin Guard?

Qi Shuo frowned slightly: "If the Grand Commander feels embarrassed——"

Cheng Maoming came back to his senses and said hurriedly, "Your Highness is too polite. What's the problem with this? But I have one more question. Is it enough to just lock him up?"